Here are pictures from the NFI distribution in Pajor.
And more pictures from my first trip on the Nile to do an assessment in Khaldak, 40 minutes up-river from Malakal.
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My WatSan team is split into two teams, A and B. Actually, there aren’t any formal names, but “The A-Team” is a pretty swanky name. It sure beats “Alpha Team” and “Bravo Team”. Alas, I’m not on The A-Team. The A-Team just departed downstream on the Nile to Melut and eventually onwards to do an assessment in Kaka. That’s right: Kaka. Despite it’s name, part of me wishes I could go with them. But I’ve already figured out that God’s timing is perfect. It’s easier to be faithful to God when you remember that He’s always faithful to us. I’ll be stationed in Malakal for the next week going over reports and reassessing old equipment. Meanwhile, the secret is out that I’m a tech guy. Requests are already coming in to fix this computer, get rid of some virus, reducing the amount of internet usage, etc. It’s like I already have two jobs. As remote as Sudan is, I still can’t get rid of my past. I think God’s saying something here, but it’s a bit fuzzy on it. Tags: assessment, computer, faithfulness, internet, WatSanThis is a late update, but I’ve now been in Sudan for 1 week. I was lucky. I flew direct to Malakal with MAF instead of being stuck on the WFP flight that took the round-about way. I’m told to get used to the tiny Cessna Caravan because that’ll be my main mode of insertion and extraction at all the field sites. It’s a fun little plane especially sitting way at the back. Unfortunately, it gets a bit chilly since it’s not pressurized up at cruising altitude. Immediately the next day after arriving, the WatSan team of 8 split into two teams to do a 3-day assessment of Malakal town. Malakal is the capital of Upper Nile state, but it’s situation is as dire as other parts of South Sudan. We saw people using fields for latrines, even going into (and being killed by) mine fields. Girls and mothers were drawing dirty, untreated water from the Nile. It’s sad to see such a situation in the 21st century. I’m getting direct exposure to the heat of Sudan. The daily high has been constantly 35 Celsius and more. Nights start warm and get quite chilly by 3-4am. I only know this because I’m awoken by the donkeys braying, roosters cock-a-doodle-do-ing, the crickets playing their songs, and the slight chill. The Kenyan staff said that it started getting really hot the day before I arrived. But it’s only the start. They expect temperatures up to 40 and 50 Celsius before the rainy season comes. “You can’t tell the difference between 40 degrees and 50 degrees anyway, so it doesn’t really matter.” 
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